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Sep 2019
My depression was destroying me from the inside.
My pain in my neck, my back and lower back too.
I also suffer pain in my inner self regrets especially.
I finally realize that it would be the death of me.
So in my hurt, I cried out to the maker of the universe.
He answer me and deliver me from the depression.
He is now working on my awful pain to my body.
Then next I am sure he shall work non my regrets.
But when he calls we need to give him our pains.
Edward
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Edward  59/M/Muscatine Iowa
(59/M/Muscatine Iowa)   
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